Marvel's Speedster

Ross didn't believe a word of Figg's bald head. If these financial gangsters are really willing to show mercy to the world, it must be the sun rising from the west. These words are nothing more than trying to find a suitable reason for his behavior of betraying Osborn, and to communicate with him. Ross, an up-and-comer, is getting closer, so that he can take a considerable part of the benefits from him in the future-maybe that's what Fige did to Osborn back then. But if he wants to take advantage of Ross, it depends first on whether he can live so long.

As for biological materials, it is not surprising that Feige knows that Ross and Connors have been screening personnel in the laboratory. The reliable and talented ones will be kept for reuse with a salary increase, and vice versa. For those who are left behind A reasonable reward and punishment mechanism can effectively stimulate their self-motivation, and it is normal for those who leave to reveal some information to the outside world, but they never want to get in touch with the real secrets. However, this gentleman dared to extend his hand so long, and added a reason for his own death in invisible. In the future, it depends on how he passed away, whether he was killed by Rage's Green Goblin, or fell into Ross's hands, no matter No matter what, his ending will not change.

"What are you laughing at?" Sitting in the car, Mary Jane sensitively noticed that the corners of her boyfriend's lips curled up.

"It's nothing," Ross said softly, stroking her knee. "I suddenly discovered that it seems that a bald man in a wheelchair can always say a lot of great truths without changing his face."

Leaving the stadium, it was still early, so Ross and Mary Jane decided to go to the nearby Central Park for a rare date--the two have been too busy recently.

"I never imagined in high school that you would become a manufacturer like Stark or Osborn, and negotiate business face to face with the generals of the Ministry of Defense on the golf course." In the carousel hall, 57 lifelike and brightly colored wooden horses carry large The small file size tourists kept spinning, and Mary Jane snuggled into Ross's arms, happily riding on the back of one of the wooden horses and yelling, looking up at his clear profile after sweating.

"It's unbelievable. The founder of Stark is just the son of a fruit merchant. You see, my starting point seems to be a little higher than his. My father was at least a biologist." Ross smiled and turned her The slightly tilted body straightened itself so as not to accidentally fall.

The red-haired girl shook her head vigorously, completely disapproving of his understated self-effacing.

"How long ago was that, I know some history, there is no big order, how could Stark rise so fast, every year in the newspaper it is mentioned that someone started a business and got the first pot of gold, but I have never seen anyone Someone who got a stake in a big company like Osborn so quickly and then worked with the Department of Defense."

In the eyes of girls, her boyfriend's achievements are definitely different, but what she said is not outrageous. It is not difficult to achieve one of them. With new technology, he became famous and entered the sight of big companies, and then he was acquired. There are not a few young people who hold shares, but there are not many people like Ross who complete invention, hold shares, sell, and enter new fields in less than a year. This kind of leapfrog development is in addition to all the conveniences he originally had. , but also because he always understood where his path was headed, and was the result of unswervingly pushing forward.

Sobriety and blindness can easily form a deep watershed in life. The former can often go further, while the latter is often just a waste of time.

Ross is undoubtedly the sober person. He cannot guarantee that every step he takes is extremely correct, but he will try his best to plan his life in advance, pursue the things that are really worth having, avoid troubles that could have been avoided, and make every step closer to himself duty of.

"In fact, defense contractors are not easy. The outside world often notices the large orders and high profits they get from the military, but they don't see that big companies like Osborn may also fall into the quagmire due to poor research and development. The biggest problem in this industry It is to control costs, and cost increases will continue to eat up profits, and may even drag the entire company into trouble."

Ross felt a little emotional. He saw Osborn step by step into desperation, and how to rely on luck to get through the danger. This is an excellent warning, reminding latecomers to pay attention to risks.

Hearing what he said, Mary Jane was a little worried.

"Then let's return the apartment. I still have some money in my hand. Although the amount is not much, it may be useful...", she suggested with a restrained smile. The luxury apartment on 57th Street was originally purchased by Ross in the name of Mary Jane Yes, this gift once surprised her so much that she lived in a dream for several days, but now she would rather give back such a large amount of property for her boyfriend, which really surprised Ross.

Their relationship is a bit strange. They lived in the same community and knew each other very early, from elementary school to twelfth grade. Throughout their teenage years, they never called. It was not until after Ross came that the two met in a short time. When they come together, it is not so much a love that produces feelings, but a natural attraction between a man and a woman. It is undeniable that Ross has a mentality of hunting delicious food, and Mary Jane is somewhat vain.

"Don't put more pressure on yourself, you should have confidence in me. But MJ, I seem to like you more and more", Ross said softly, lifted the girl's round jaw, and lowered his head deeply.

***

"The date is over?"

As soon as Ross walked into the laboratory on 97th Street the next day, Gwen came over automatically, staring at him ambiguously with a pair of beautiful big eyes. Her younger brother, Howard, happened to meet Ross and the other two in the park the day before. He watched from a distance and didn't come to disturb him. When he returned, he leaked the secret to his sister.

Now Gwen has been promoted to the chief assistant with her own hard work. Not only are all the interns under her command, but also a few new researchers. However, this time is enough for Ross to understand the girl's personality, which is different from the bright and reserved superficial impression. In private, Gwen Stacy is quite a witty guy, with a somewhat carefree and rough personality.

Like now, she's moaning in self-pity for her blond ponytail, pulling her hair out from behind and complaining to Ross.

"You guys are dating in the park, we can only deal with strange things in the laboratory, so tired that the color of our hair has faded, yellow like dish water, for the sake of hard work, kind Mr. Byrne is Shouldn't we be thinking about a raise for us poor souls?"

With her standing in front, several young interns shouted together. This is why Ross usually looks very easy-going. If it were Connors, these guys could only work hard like a mouse seeing a cat. up.

However, Ross didn't care about small material rewards. According to the terms formulated at the time of signing the contract, there were already relevant content on it, and as long as the procedures were met, they could be signed and implemented.

"Has the work assigned to you been completed?" Ross asked casually.

"definitely", mentioning the business, Gwen quickly entered the state and turned back to a calm and wise top student. She took Ross to the showroom, where Connors' students were facing a translucent ultra-thin vest Do the finishing touches.

This is a new type of bulletproof equipment made according to Ross's instructions. It consists of two layers of human tissue and a layer of super cobweb sandwiched in the middle of a three-layer bulletproof skin. The first-level bulletproof vest can resist a rifle bullet fired from a 0.22-inch caliber with a maximum weight of no more than 2.6 grams and a maximum speed of no more than 329 yards per second.

"According to our tests, the new model product is not only adequate for police use, but also can block submachine gun bullets with a caliber of 0.35 inches or even larger caliber bullets. There is no problem in purchasing through the Ministry of National Defense. In addition, it must be pointed out that its material 100% elastic, extremely light, similar products sell more than 100,000 pieces per year in the civilian market, and each piece is as high as 2,000 US dollars, but compared with our products, they need to be lined with steel plates, or targeted thickening, and the weight is the lowest Above 2.6 pounds, with our products, the old body armor can only be thrown into the garbage dump - Mr. Byrne, I think we have dug a gold mine." Louis, the project director, flushed with excitement. Louis was recommended by Connors. He also graduated from the State University of New York and worked as a graduate student of Connors. After graduation, he has been working for another research laboratory, but he was not valued by his boss. He resigned from his position without any hesitation and jumped over here.

As far as Ross sees it, Louis's strength lies not in scientific research, but in his sensitivity to the market. He is always particularly keen on this aspect, and the cutting-edge laboratory to be established just needs such a person, so he has no judgment on Louis. no doubt.

The value of the new body armor is not the two layers of artificial skin tissue, which are bland, but the layer of cobweb that is really valuable. Spider-man Peter often worries about not getting more salary, but he doesn't know that he has passed by a treasure house. Even if such a guy succeeds in graduating, Ross doubts whether he can become the one he wants to be. An outstanding scientist----No matter what era, scientists who go the wrong way are always difficult to be recognized by society, especially in modern society, scientists who can create output value are good scientists. Pete would never guess how much the fifteen super spiders at Columbia had done for Ross.

"I agree with Louie." Ross picked up an experimental gun, and the researchers stepped back. "There are 300 million guns in the U.S., almost one more, and other countries are trying to disarm, but here we are, where people say 'let's protect ourselves', and from that perspective, our product has a bright future. .”

As he spoke, he lightly pulled the trigger, and several bullets with small sparks rushed towards the target from the barrel. After a few muffled noises, they fell to the ground one after another. Almost unscathed.

"Find a professional designer, redesign the shape, and prepare samples for the Ministry of Defense as soon as possible." Ross ordered, and dropped the gun.

Now he was going to the confidential area of ​​the laboratory, where a guest who had been forgotten for many days was waiting to be interviewed.